Being a Novelist in the Nineteenth Century

This is Copenhagen in the nineteenth century. As soon as she opened her eyes, Estella changed from a female college student in the 21st century to this "dragster" who was rejected by her stepmother and forgotten by her father. Living in a pigeon cage-like attic, the only "property" is an old bed sheet donated by her stepmother. Her stepmother mocked her: "You're a waste who can only daydream! Can fairy tales be eaten?" Estella looked at her frozen fingers and her younger sister Lina who was also shivering in the corner and pitied her for the same illness. She only had one thought in her mind: take Lina with her and live with dignity! The only thing she had at her disposal was the bald pencil she had found. More importantly, during the night when Lena was put to sleep, the countless repressed imaginations in her mind began to turn into stories - the mermaid in Copenhagen was crying, the forest behind the snow hid elves, and even the flames dancing in the stove were like visiting guests... Since publishing her first fairy tale, Copenhagen's queen of writers has begun to rise... The copy has been screenshotted. Intention: Work hard to usher in a better life.